Rumble, rumble, rumble. A large number of attacks instantly bombarded Mo Wen.
Right now, all the immortal cultivators were working together. Naturally, they would not give Mo Wen a chance to kill.
Endless attacks engulfed Mo Wen, shattering his body once again.
However, a weak silver light flashed. It instantly passed through the crowd and appeared in front of Gu Motian.
The silver light emitted vast thunder and lightning. It was Mo Wen's Thunder Soul, the Brilliant Thunder Soul.
"The Primordial Soul has left the body!"
Gu Motian looked at the soul body in front of him. His expression changed drastically. How could he not recognize that this was Mo Wen's Primordial Soul? Previously, he had suffered greatly because of this Primordial Soul.
Gu Motian did not know what remarkable secret technique Mo Wen had cultivated. His soul techniques were rather strange and terrifying.
Almost without thinking, Gu Motian immediately retreated. He was prepared to avoid the attack and wait for the crowd to rescue him. He had not expected that Mo Wen would actually be so daring. He actually dared to leave his body in such a situation. Mo Wen was practically seeking his own death.
If his soul was destroyed by others, it would be destroyed. No matter how strong his physical body was, all that was left was an empty shell.
The eyes of the Thunder Soul emitted boundless majesty. He looked at Gu Motian and said coldly, "Gu Motian, do you really think that I cannot kill you?"
Just now, Gu Motian had been the first to step forward and provoke the crowd. Naturally, he had angered Mo Wen. If he did not kill Mo Wen, he would not be able to quell the anger in his heart.
The speed of the Brilliant Thunder Soul was rather shocking. Even if Gu Motian wanted to avoid it, it would not be easy. With a flash of lightning, Mo Wen and Gu Motian were inches away from each other.
Gu Motian was shocked. He desperately unleashed the ancient bronze bell to block Mo Wen. He knew that he could not allow Mo Wen to invade his declarative memory. Otherwise, he would truly be in danger of dying.
However, how could the ancient bronze bell block Mo Wen's Thunder Soul? With a flash of lightning, the defense of the ancient bronze bell was broken. A bolt of lightning instantly disappeared in front of Gu Motian.
The crowd of immortal cultivators looked at the bolt of lightning that had disappeared in shock. The soul had left his body. Under such circumstances, Mo Wen had actually dared to leave his body … Everyone could not understand what Mo Wen was thinking!
If he hid in the immortal body, it would be quite difficult for the cultivators to destroy his soul. However, if his soul ran out on its own, it would be equivalent to exposing his fatal point in front of everyone. This kind of behavior was equivalent to suicide.
"He is a soul immortal cultivator. That brat called Gu Motian is probably in big trouble," the Heavenly Corpse Young Master said coldly.
Just now, he had suffered a great loss from Mo Wen and suffered heavy losses. If he had known that Mo Wen was a Soul Immortal Cultivator, and a Soul Immortal Cultivator who had cultivated a Soul Seal, he would definitely not have barged into Mo Wen's declarative memory.
Soul Immortal Cultivators!
Many cultivators were at a loss when they heard this. Obviously, they did not understand what was so special about this soul cultivator. In today's world, sword cultivators were very famous because of the existence of the Sword Ancestor, but soul cultivators had long disappeared. There were very few people who knew about Soul Immortal Cultivators.
There were a few people in the crowd who knew about Soul Immortal Cultivators, and their expressions changed slightly. No one had expected that this youth was actually a Soul Immortal Cultivator.
Surprise flashed through the eyes of Jian Qiu and the veiled woman. They naturally knew about soul cultivators. However, this youth was so powerful. It was somewhat unbelievable that he was actually a Soul Immortal Cultivator.
It was no wonder that the Heavenly Corpse Young Master had suffered a great loss in terms of the soul just now. Most likely, only soul immortal cultivators could surpass the Heavenly Corpse Young Master in terms of attainments in the soul.
Of course, although soul immortal cultivators were powerful and their strange techniques were impossible to guard against, many people were unwilling to become enemies with soul immortal cultivators. However, they were only very shocking in terms of attainments in the soul. In other aspects, they were rather ordinary. This was also the flaw of the system of soul immortal cultivators.
However, this Mo Wen was clearly not one of them. His body was abnormally strong and could be said to be undying. His Yin Yang Qi had also been cultivated to the second stage. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he had also refined excellent thunderbolts. Right now, even his soul was so extraordinary. It had actually reached the level of a soul immortal cultivator.
In Jian Qiu's eyes, there were very few people who could catch his eye. However, right now, Mo Wen was one of them. If this person could grow up, he would definitely be a terrifying existence.
"That Gu Motian is in danger," the veiled woman said lightly. Judging from the aura of the Thunder Soul just now, Gu Motian was in great trouble.
The crowd of immortal cultivators all looked at Gu Motian, but no one stepped forward to help. What did Gu Motian's life or death have to do with them?
The current situation was actually a great thing. If the youth's soul continued to hide in the undying body, it would be too difficult to kill him.
However, right now, once his soul left Gu Motian's body, he would definitely suffer the most terrifying attacks. So what if he was a soul immortal cultivator? Faced with so many attacks, he would still be instantly annihilated. It was impossible that his soul was also an undying soul!
Everyone was waiting for Mo Wen's soul to come out from Gu Motian's body. Then, they would be able to kill him in one blow.
As for Mo Wen's physical body, right now, no one was paying attention to or attacking him anymore. He was hiding in the illusionary pagoda. No matter how much they attacked, it would be useless. Even if he stood there without moving, they would not be able to kill him.
In Gu Motian's declarative memory, a bolt of lightning descended. A vast pressure swept through the entire declarative memory, stirring up huge waves.
"Mo Wen, you are seeking death. After your soul leaves your body, it is impossible for you to survive."
Gu Motian's silhouette appeared in the declarative memory. He had no choice but to fight Mo Wen face to face. If he did not appear, the Brilliant Thunder Soul could easily destroy his declarative memory.
"So what?" Mo Wen said lightly.
"You are seeking death. You will definitely die." Gu Motian's expression was ferocious. Was Mo Wen willing to die to kill him? What kind of enmity was this? What kind of grudge was this?
"Those who kill will always be killed. If your desire to kill was not too strong, why would I take such a risk to kill you?" Mo Wen said lightly.
"Do you think you can kill me like this?" Gu Motian laughed coldly. The Ancient Bronze Bell appeared in his declarative memory, enveloping his body.
If they were outside, even though the Ancient Bronze Bell was a Sacred Treasure of the Universe, the power that he could unleash was rather limited.
However, in his declarative memory, the situation was different. Also, his clan's patriarch had placed a restriction on the Ancient Bronze Bell to specifically protect his soul. If his soul was attacked, the power of the Ancient Bronze Bell would automatically be released, blocking all the attacks.
"Is that so?" Mo Wen said lightly.
He pointed his finger forward, and a huge black demonic dragon appeared in the declarative memory. It was the Divine Palace Coiled Dragon.
After its cultivation had broken through to the great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm, the Divine Palace Coiled Dragon right now was far more powerful than when it was fighting against the Heavenly Corpse Young Master.
The dragon's might was vast and mighty. The Divine Palace Coiled Dragon roared, and endless dim light engulfed Gu Motian's silhouette. Even though this was Gu Motian's declarative memory, he could not resist the Divine Palace Coiled Dragon at all.
Buzz!
There was a soft sound. The Ancient Bronze Bell seemed to have sensed something. It suddenly released beams of green divine splendor. The light contained unparalleled frightening power and actually blocked all the attacks of the Divine Palace Coiled Dragon.
A look of joy flashed in Gu Motian's eyes. The Ancient Bronze Bell automatically protected him. The restriction that the patriarch had placed on it had finally been activated.
With the patriarch's restriction, Mo Wen would be dreaming if he wanted to kill him.
"Mo Wen, I have already said that you cannot kill me. You fool, any genius that comes to the Immortal Venerate Space has various factions protecting them. Do you think that you can kill them so easily? Are you dumbfounded now? Just wait for your death to come, fool! "
Gu Motian laughed out loud. His gaze was full of mockery as he looked at Mo Wen. Mo Wen could not kill him, and he had escaped from the Immortal Body. Mo Wen already had no way out. He could only die. Moreover, Mo Wen had thought that Mo Wen had caused him to lose his life for nothing. Just thinking about it made Gu Motian feel good.
Mo Wen flipped his wrist expressionlessly. A simple ancient book appeared in his hand. Even in the declarative memory, Gu Motian still could not see the Heavenly Book of Creation.
An ancient character flew out from the Heavenly Book of Creation. This kind of character had never appeared in the various realms before. It contained a mysterious aura and slowly flew towards the Ancient Bronze Bell.
Ever since Mo Wen had broken through to the esoteric rule of creation, he could be considered to have reached a higher level in the path of creation. He could unleash some of the power of the Heavenly Book of Creation.
In next to no time, the ancient characters flew into the ancient bronze bell without the slightest obstruction.
The next moment, beams of light lit up on the Ancient Bronze Bell. There seemed to be a mysterious power that was slowly melting and dissipating.
(To be continued.)
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